“Hi." She smiled. I knew right then that staying away would take restraint I wasn’t sure myself capable of.“Good evening.” I grinned, leaning ...gainst the door frame.“I thought I’d drink tea tonight instead of coffee. If you’re interested?”“I’ve never had tea,” I confessed, and her eyes widened.“Never?”“Never.”“Would you like to?”“Absolutely.”She laughed. “Alright then.”I shut my door and followed her. In the tiniest shorts she’d worn yet, her plump ass strained the seams, peeking from the. "That felt so good", mom said. "I am glad you enjoyed it", I said. "Oh, I did it was great. You made this day so special!" "I love you mom." "I love you too sweetheart." I bent down and kissed her on the lips softly. "Want some more wine?", I asked. "No thanks I've had enough." I ran my hands over mom's leg caressing it, up to her hip then back down the side. She parted her legs, I could see her pussy was wet. I reached between her legs and stroked it gently. Mom moaned. "Oh, that feels so good. It was pulsating heavily beneath my undies. I stared at that huge pair of melons for quite a bit, in the meanwhile, she texted asking for the reviews.She: Did you like it?Me: Awesome.She: What do you think?Me: Wanna milk those, I’m hard under.She: You naughty.Me: I’m serious.I sent her a pic of my tent.She: That’s huge.Me: It is. Wanna see it?She: Kinda.Me: You first…That day we shared almost 10-15 pics but with the clothes on, but that was enough to keep us charged. Several nights passed by. Pussies, some bushy some trimmed, rubbed him. Titties in a variety of beautiful shapes and sizes pressed and rubbed. Lips were nibbling and kissing.Even Damsel Trudi had become accustomed to friendly exchanges of affection with her Hero. As she had hoped, the welcoming touches, kisses, and licks from the two Companions and her fellow Damsel sated her appetite and eased her anxiety about sex with a male. She wasn’t ready for active sex and penetration, but then it wasn’t yet time.“You know,”.